After the divorce, the young master chased his wife to the crematorium!

Chapter 597 I have a share too?

"You are simply a treasured sister." Li Canxi was so happy that she couldn't help rubbing Ouyan's hair.

"What about mine?" Li Sen was looking forward to what his sister would give him, calligraphy and painting, or something else?
"Look at WeChat."

WeChat? ?
Li Sen was a little puzzled. When he opened it, it was a clue.

Yan Yan has already found out that Yueyue's native family is in Beijing, and she believes that within a few days, the result will be found out.

"And this." Ouyan handed over a small bottle, "You are a forensic doctor. Sometimes you inhale poisonous gas during autopsy, or you are accidentally poisoned. You can eat this. There are detailed instructions on it."

Someone used poisonous potion to commit suicide in a sealed space before, and the harmful substance in the potion volatilized into the air. A forensic doctor inhaled the gas during the autopsy, and it was too late to be sent to the hospital for rescue.

"I'll keep it with me." Li Sen didn't expect his sister to think of him everywhere, and was immediately moved.

"Fourth brother... I don't know what he likes. I drew a painting just now, so please pass it on to my elder brother." Ou Yan handed another painting to Li Yihan.

"Yanyan." At this time, Song Jiuzhou strolled over from the courtyard with a gentle smile on his face.

"Uncle, happy holidays." Ou Yan handed over the gift.

"Let me see what gift my precious niece gave me... Is this Yan Mo's painting?"

When Song Jiuzhou saw this majestic work, he knew that it was written by Yan Mo. After the accident, he felt sorry for his niece's wallet.

"Silly girl, you spend too much money..."

Yan Mo is known as a great master in the painting world. Song Jiuzhou knows how expensive her works are.

That's not something money can buy.

Xiaozhu on the side reminded mischievously, "Sir, take a closer look, does this drawing paper look familiar?"

Song Jiuzhou took a closer look, really, isn't this the spare paper in his study?
Usually only Xiaozhu can freely enter and leave his study.

Therefore, this paper should be taken by Xiaozhu.

But what's with the majestic painting above?

"This was drawn by Ms. Ouyan!" Xiaozhu smiled and couldn't help revealing.

Song Jiuzhou was a little taken aback, what?
Li Yuanfu admired the paintings given to him by his precious daughter, and said, "Oh, Yan Yan is Yan Mo, she draws this very quickly, she can draw three or four paintings in an hour..."

Song Jiuzhou was stunned. He looked at his brother-in-law and sister in disbelief, and then at his nephews. They all seemed to know Yanyan's identity...

So, is he the only one who doesn't know the famous Yan Mo, standing in front of him?
Yan Mo is a master-level figure in the painting circle, and his painting level is so high that everyone in the painting circle knows it.

Unexpectedly, Yan Mo, known as the Asian brush, the sage of oriental painting, and the master of painting, would be his niece! !

"Yanyan, you are really outstanding." Song Jiuzhou praised sincerely.

This kind of excellence is one of the few excellences, and it is a rare excellence.

"Uncle, you have to collect it. Yan Yan's works are so valuable that no one can buy them." Li Sen laughed.

"If uncle thinks this drawing paper is too casual, you can give it to me, or sell it to me at a high price."

Li Canxi watched eagerly, Song Jiuzhou put away the painting with one hand, "Go aside."

Although it was created in a very short period of time, Ouyan's smooth brushwork and bold and unrestrained style still achieved the effect of both form and spirit and vivid charm.

As expected of Master Yan Mo, he was able to portray the most difficult spirit and form so well in such a short period of time.

At this time, Ouyan walked up to Li Yusha and handed over a gift.

Li Yusha was a little surprised, "Me, me too?"

She opened it and saw that there were four words written by Ouyan: contentment and happiness.

She knew that Ou Yan was Yan Ruchu, these words could be said to be a rare treasure.

Thinking of the meaning of these four words, thinking about the worthless bracelet I gave to Ouyan before, and what my uncle said...

Li Yusha's face was a little ashamed.

"Thank you sister."

She felt a little guilty.

Everyone didn't expect that Ouyan would prepare a gift for Li Yusha, and they looked at her more gently.

The atmosphere seemed to become much more harmonious all of a sudden.

Song Jiuzhou found the handwriting familiar, as if it was written by Yan Ruchu...

"Forgot to say, Yan Yan is Yan Ruchu."

Song Jiuzhou looked at his sister in disbelief, "What did you say?"

It took a while for Song Jiuzhou to fully digest this fact.

I didn't expect my niece to be so outstanding, with so many identities...

Next, everyone sat on the sofa, Song Jiuzhou clapped their hands, and the programs were staged one after another.

There are dancers dancing ballet in unison, in a comfortable and wide-ranging manner.

A magician came to the middle of the living room to perform magic tricks, which was wonderful.

There are funny clowns, skit actors and more...

At this time, Ou Yan checked the time, it was almost nine o'clock, she suddenly remembered that she had promised Si Yechen to spend a little while with him.

"Where is it?" Ou Yan took the initiative to send Si Yechen a WeChat message.

Si Yechen, whose palms were so cold, replied as quickly as possible, "Are you done? I'm nearby. I'll pick you up when it's convenient for you."

"Now." After Ouyan sent the WeChat message, she whispered to her uncle, "I'll go out for a while."

Song Jiuzhou thought that what she said was to go to the garden to get some air, so he nodded and asked, "Do you want to accompany my uncle?"

"Need not."

Si Yechen got into the car and had the car driven to the opposite side of the villa.

The heating in the car was very good, the driver couldn't help being happy for Si Yechen.

President Si was finally remembered!
Finally, I don’t have to be an ice sculpture outside!
I can finally get out of this hellish place!

After a while, Si Yechen got off the car and walked towards the villa.

A beautiful girl walked out of the villa, with snow-like skin and outstanding facial features. Those clear eyes were like stars in the sky.

It turned out that the person Si Zong was waiting for was her.

What a beautiful girl, she looks a few years younger than Mr. Si, I don't know if she is eighteen or not.

It turns out that what President Si looked at just now was not a villa, but a sweetheart!
Si Yechen finally saw the girl he had been thinking about, hugged her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Happy Christmas Eve and Merry Christmas."

The pure white snowflakes fell one after another, like fog but not fog.

"Your gift." Ou Yan drew an extra drawing just now.

Because at my uncle's house, I can't do anything else, so I can only use paper and pen to make impromptu preparations.

"I still have a gift?" Si Yechen's eyes lit up with joy, he opened it and saw a couple hugging tightly in the snow scene flying all over the sky.

The couple's figure and clothing are clearly the two of them.

Si Yechen's mood could no longer be described as happy. He reached out and stroked the girl's face, and said excitedly, "I really like this gift, haven't you prepared it for a long time?"

"..." Ou Yan didn't dare to say, and it took less than 20 minutes...

(End of this chapter)